"Less" lyrics
(Fred On Em)
Who the hell told you you was gon' speak to a player like that and that shit aight?
Who the hell told you it was gon' be a week that's all about you and that shit aight?
Who the hell told you that I get sleep? I be chasin' that bag all day, all night
You know how many daughters I got? You know how many orders I got?
Girl, get your life
I'm gon' do less
I'ma do less
'Cause I don't do stress
If you can't appreciate what I'm doing
I'ma do less
I'm gon' do less
I'ma do less (Yeah)
'Cause I don't do stress (Yeah)
If you can't appreciate what I'm doing (Yeah)
I'ma do less
I got bills, huh
And I don't know about you
But 'round here, woman, I got bills (I got bills)
Yeah, I wanna kick it with you, but the bills don't care how I feel (Hell nah)
I ain't playin' with your heart (Playin' with your heart)
But I can't see my daughter's son playin' in the dark (Playin' in the dark)
So I got shit to do
I promise when I get done, I'm gon' get with you (I'ma call you)
As long as you don't start doin' what bitches do (Bitches do)
I know you just want me to put this dick in you
That's all you need, huh? (Huh?)
I supposed to came, but I ain't make it, though (Make it, though)
I'm sorry, but you ain't gon' treat me like I'm your baby bro (My bad)
Who the hell told you you was gon' speak to a player like that and that shit aight?
Who the hell told you it was gon' be a week that's all about you and that shit aight?
Who the hell told you that I get sleep? I be chasin' that bag all day, all night
You know how many daughters I got? You know how many orders I got?
Girl, get your life
I'm gon' do less
I'ma do less
'Cause I don't do stress
If you can't appreciate what I'm doing
I'ma do less
I'm gon' do less
I'ma do less (Yeah)
'Cause I don't do stress (Yeah)
If you can't appreciate what I'm doing (Yeah)
I'ma do less
Uh, I won't date no ungrateful, no disrespectful bitch, I'd rather date me a doorknob (Yeah)
I'm busy as fuck, bitch must be just used to fuckin' on a nigga with no job (Haha)
It's hard out here, I already can't let in nobody that makes shit more hard (Yeah)
I don't care if she a bad bitch, fuck demon time, my girl gotta act like she know God (Ooh, girl)
I'm here, now I stay in my lane (Lane)
Baby, I owe anybody anything ('Thing, ayy)
Tryna treat a blessing like a lick, that's lame (Lame, ayy)
How you want half? You ain't got my last name (Name, ayy)
Either I'ma dip or the shit gotta change (Change, ayy)
Thinkin' I'ma chase you, you were insane ('Sane, ayy)
Hope you understand it'll never be the same (Same, ayy)
'Cause I'm a grown man, I am not a boo thang (Woo)
You ain't never pay for nothin' 'round me
Never not feel safe or nothin' 'round me (Safe or nothin' 'round)
You might get mad at a nigga, but watch your mouth with that hateful bumpin' 'bout me (Hateful bumpin' 'bout me)
Tryna talk to me like I am your opp
I'm tryin' real hard not to lose my top
I know how valuable my presence is
Girl, I don't give a fuck if I lose my spot (Yeah)
Who the hell told you you was gon' speak to a player like that and that shit aight?
Who the hell told you it was gon' be a week that's all about you and that shit aight?
Who the hell told you that I get sleep? I be chasin' that bag all day, all night
You know how many daughters I got? You know how many orders I got?
Girl, get your life
I'm gon' do less
I'ma do less
'Cause I don't do stress
If you can't appreciate what I'm doing
I'ma do less
I'm gon' do less
I'ma do less (Yeah)
'Cause I don't do stress (Yeah)
If you can't appreciate what I'm doing (Yeah)
I'ma do less
(Fred On Em)
Who the hell told you you was gon' speak to a player like that and that shit aight?
Who the hell told you it was gon' be a week that's all about you and that shit aight?
Who the hell told you that I get sleep? I be chasin' that bag all day, all night
You know how many daughters I got? You know how many orders I got?
Girl, get your life
I'm gon' do less
I'ma do less
'Cause I don't do stress
If you can't appreciate what I'm doing
I'ma do less
I'm gon' do less
I'ma do less (Yeah)
'Cause I don't do stress (Yeah)
If you can't appreciate what I'm doing (Yeah)
I'ma do less
I got bills, huh
And I don't know about you
But 'round here, woman, I got bills (I got bills)
Yeah, I wanna kick it with you, but the bills don't care how I feel (Hell nah)
I ain't playin' with your heart (Playin' with your heart)
But I can't see my daughter's son playin' in the dark (Playin' in the dark)
So I got shit to do
I promise when I get done, I'm gon' get with you (I'ma call you)
As long as you don't start doin' what bitches do (Bitches do)
I know you just want me to put this dick in you
That's all you need, huh? (Huh?)
I supposed to came, but I ain't make it, though (Make it, though)
I'm sorry, but you ain't gon' treat me like I'm your baby bro (My bad)
Who the hell told you you was gon' speak to a player like that and that shit aight?
Who the hell told you it was gon' be a week that's all about you and that shit aight?
Who the hell told you that I get sleep? I be chasin' that bag all day, all night
You know how many daughters I got? You know how many orders I got?
Girl, get your life
I'm gon' do less
I'ma do less
'Cause I don't do stress
If you can't appreciate what I'm doing
I'ma do less
I'm gon' do less
I'ma do less (Yeah)
'Cause I don't do stress (Yeah)
If you can't appreciate what I'm doing (Yeah)
I'ma do less
Uh, I won't date no ungrateful, no disrespectful bitch, I'd rather date me a doorknob (Yeah)
I'm busy as fuck, bitch must be just used to fuckin' on a nigga with no job (Haha)
It's hard out here, I already can't let in nobody that makes shit more hard (Yeah)
I don't care if she a bad bitch, fuck demon time, my girl gotta act like she know God (Ooh, girl)
I'm here, now I stay in my lane (Lane)
Baby, I owe anybody anything ('Thing, ayy)
Tryna treat a blessing like a lick, that's lame (Lame, ayy)
How you want half? You ain't got my last name (Name, ayy)
Either I'ma dip or the shit gotta change (Change, ayy)
Thinkin' I'ma chase you, you were insane ('Sane, ayy)
Hope you understand it'll never be the same (Same, ayy)
'Cause I'm a grown man, I am not a boo thang (Woo)
You ain't never pay for nothin' 'round me
Never not feel safe or nothin' 'round me (Safe or nothin' 'round)
You might get mad at a nigga, but watch your mouth with that hateful bumpin' 'bout me (Hateful bumpin' 'bout me)
Tryna talk to me like I am your opp
I'm tryin' real hard not to lose my top
I know how valuable my presence is
Girl, I don't give a fuck if I lose my spot (Yeah)
Who the hell told you you was gon' speak to a player like that and that shit aight?
Who the hell told you it was gon' be a week that's all about you and that shit aight?
Who the hell told you that I get sleep? I be chasin' that bag all day, all night
You know how many daughters I got? You know how many orders I got?
Girl, get your life
I'm gon' do less
I'ma do less
'Cause I don't do stress
If you can't appreciate what I'm doing
I'ma do less
I'm gon' do less
I'ma do less (Yeah)
'Cause I don't do stress (Yeah)
If you can't appreciate what I'm doing (Yeah)
I'ma do less
(Fred On Em)
